Wednesday it was discovered that we hadn't bought enough food, so with that in mind we decided to get a lift into Mundaring town centre, 7km away, to do some shopping. When we asked Liz if we could get a lift, she said sure, but that we'd have to walk back. Yikes! There isn't a lot really at Mundaring but we bought far more food than we'd need and had lunch at a place called Murphy's then braced ourselves for the walk back, with shopping. Took us about an hour and a half, and on return we were greeted in the quiet hostel by the LOUDEST TWO WOMEN YOU WOULD EVER MEET IN YOUR LIFE. They were from New Zealand and just ridiculously ear-splitting. Nice enough though, and we played drafts and made some sandwiches, fed roos, and watched Masterchef. That's what our week has mainly been focused with: bbqs, roos, and walking through the bush.

Yesterday we went up to visit the Mundaring Weir and do the national trust walk around the pump station. There was a museum there which demonstrated the sheer man power it would take to operate such a vital reservoir - this one in particular distributed over half of Perth's drinking water (and yet it still had fish in it?). We also said goodbye to our roo-y friends, only to notice that the poorly one which had been hit by a car was nowhere to be seen. Ralph reckoned there probably wasn't much luck for it - if it couldn't get off the ground it would probably have died from hypothermia, which was sad. The other day, after a closer inspection, he thinks it might've broken its front leg, meaning it wouldn't have been able to push itself off the ground.We lunched in Mundaring Weir Hotel, surrounded by parrots and giant monster crows watching our every move. There was a guy sat next to us who left his chips - so the minute he stood up to leave they all swooped down and the plate was empty within minutes! Strange to see parrots eating chips really.

Which brings us to this evening, another tried and tested BBQ up near the weir. It took us a good while to get it going - these Aussie ones are free to use and are powered and lit automatically by gas. We had the rest of the sausages and then some chicken skewers - only to be surrounded by noisy children the minute our food was cooked. A teacher said to us, "And you thought you were going to enjoy the peace with your barby," and it was, unfortunately destroyed.

Tomorrow morning we head back to Perth (again) this time on the outskirts of town and closer to the domestic airport for Friday's fly out to Alice Springs. We're hoping to do all the things in the city we didn't get round to, namely the museum which we tried and failed to do on several occasions, the zoo, and meeting our families who live here - exciting stuff! Watch this space!